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Thursday, May 07, 2009

Kylie Rules My World

On Wednesday, I was minding my own business, settling down to start work and read a few quick "news blogs" while I sip my coffee. Then I ran into the headline "KYLIE MINOGUE ANNOUNCES U.S. TOUR" and all hell broke loose inside my head.

First I followed the link, hyperventilating, worried that I may have missed something. What the hell? I belong to her personal Kylie website and even signed up for "send me emails" of news. Where was my email!!!??

I called Lyle and I just kept repeating, "OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD" Faster and faster and faster....

He had to tell me he couldn't understand me and I started talking even faster trying to explain my panic, "KylieMinogueiscomingtoLAandIhavetohaveticketsandtheyareofferingAmexpresaleandIdon'thaveanAmexbutyouknowpeoplewhodoandI..."

Then I begged him to get his boss to utilize the power of his black Amex in getting me FRONT ROW tickets.

Then I called him back after I saw that she was playing at the Palms Hotel and Casino in Vegas, where Lyle knows might know somebody... I told Lyle to blame me for forcing him to call, to tell the guy that I was dieing if need be. But I must have those tickets! (And possibly a meet and greet would be special as well?")

Seriously, I kinda lost it.

This morning, I received my Kylie Fan Blast (yeah, I get a "Kylie Fan Blast") and I got my fan pre-sale code word. I waited for ten am and BAM! I was on that ticketmaster site at the stroke of 10. And by 10:10 I still didn't have any tickets.

I had an appointment, so I had to leave and then I was back at my desk at 12:10 and I was hammering that website for an hour and half trying to get tickets out of it. Meanwhile on facebook all my friends are boasting of how they already have their seats. NOOOOOO!!!!!

At 2:15 I surrendered. I emailed and texted Lyle (I didn't want any excuses) that it was up to him and his connections now. I had to give up. I had to get to work. If he did get tickets, I would have to pay for them!

It's 3:15 and I am pleased to say, we have seats. WE HAVE SEATS!!!Oh Lyle.... now about that meet & greet....

About Me

When I travel. Everyone wants to know where we go. See what we saw.
When we have friends over, everyone wants to see the pictures. Or hear who got messy drunk. And when I say "everyone" I mean my three or four closest friends. Who am I kidding? I only have three or four friends. So, for you guys, let's try this out!